i see your calling

Shen Yiming always thought that he knew Lian Yan well enough—maybe it was his own idea of ​​using time as a unit of measurement, which led to such an illusion.He sponsored Lian Yan five years ago, when Lian Yan was 11 years old, standing inconspicuously among a bunch of children, as if it was winter?With the snow-green sky above his head, Lian Yan's eyes were very dark, looking at him agilely.

Mute expresses very little. Lian Yan is mostly silent, stiff and cramped, more well-behaved than her peers, not rebellious in adolescence, mediocre in grades, not outstanding in performance, but always laughs when she is with him.

Just like now, Lian Yan sat there quietly, staring at him with wide eyes, with a straight sitting posture, and her face was longer than a few years ago. In two years, she will shed the youthful youthfulness and become a real My lord, this is what Shen Yiming wants to see.

"That kid Shen Pingge is a good kid," the teacher sat opposite Shen Yiming, carefully choosing his words, "I was also shocked when I found out, he made a mistake, but it's not convenient for me to talk to him about this kind of thing, after much deliberation , or would it be better for you to work on Shen Pingge's side, what do you think?"

If—if it is, Shen Yiming would rather not know about it. He spent two hours calming down outside, walking around and around, his legs are tired, his joints are not good recently, and he walks too much The pain was severe, and he held back his anger, recalling all the details he could think of, and finally found that those details were almost naked in front of him, but he didn't care.

"Their teacher told me that the reason why Shen Pingge fought with that classmate was because he scolded homosexuals and other things," Shen Yiming said slowly, "I always think...you are a good boy, Shen Ping Ge is also a good boy, you..."

His words suddenly stopped, as if he couldn't continue, he reached out and rubbed his temples, and repeated: "You..."

Lian Yan felt that he was going to die, he was trembling uncontrollably, and he couldn't move a little bit, as if someone had tampered with his body and replaced all the blood with solidified cement, which made him feel heavy and unbearable. Words at a loss.

"I have done a lot of thought work for myself, but I still can't figure out my thoughts," Shen Yiming took a deep breath and said, "When did you start?"

When did it start?

It seems like a long time ago.

Lian Yan recalled in a daze, it was in winter, silvery-white stars, or snow-blue, he secretly took the letter of recommendation, Shen Pingge looked like... like a god?Fishing him out of the snow and giving him a kiss was their beginning.

Lian Yan raised her eyes, and easily noticed the disappointment in Shen Yiming's eyes, which were thick.

He held up a finger—more than a year.

"That's why Pingge refuses to go abroad and wants to stay in China." Shen Yiming stared at him, "It's also for you."

no no!Shen Pingge told him, no, he has many considerations, he is not such an irrational person, but he can't even lift his swallow's head, and he can't say any words of denial, just scratching his palms in vain.

Shen Yiming stood up abruptly and walked around the room a few times, with heavy footsteps, Lian Yan's nerves tensed up, staring at him, then watching him sit down, unbuttoning the top button of his shirt, as if he couldn't breathe Smooth as usual, Shen Yiming roared: "How many things have you been hiding from me?"

Lian Yan was frightened and looked at him in shock.

Shen Yiming took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, and it took a long time before the heaving of his chest became smaller, he calmed down, looked at him, and softened his tone: "Uncle knows you are a good boy, you are very obedient, this matter It's not your fault, Pingge is older than you, you're ignorant, it's not your fault." He said in confusion, "You were led into this way, and you don't understand it, it's not your fault."

Lian Yan clenched her hands tightly, trying to rush out the door of the room.

He didn't lock the door, but he couldn't get out——Shen Pingge was in the room diagonally opposite, please, please, come here, save him, Lian Yan yelled in her heart, as if she was hoarse, and her temples were wet with sweat at the end, But no words came out of his throat, and he could only listen to Shen Yiming's words stiffly.

"I don't ask you to break up." Shen Yiming said suddenly.

Lian Yan almost thought that she had heard it wrong, and looked over in astonishment. When he realized it, a small cluster of flames and beautiful fantasies rose in his heart at an inappropriate time.

"Pingge is going to take the college entrance examination in two months. The college entrance examination is too important. He can't fluctuate too much, and I can't put too much pressure on him. The matter of going abroad can be discussed after school, or postgraduate. Shen Yiming said to himself, then looked at him and said, "So I don't ask you to break up now, but after the college entrance examination is over, you break up with Pingge, let him go, and let you go, okay?"

Lian Yan was stunned, looking into Shen Yiming's eyes.

"Just be my uncle begging you," Shen Yiming said with red eyes and a trembling voice, "Promise uncle, okay?"

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Even though it was spring, it got dark very early, and the corners of the skirt at dusk burned up, revealing the flesh-colored glow of the sky. Lian Yan was lying on the bed, and there was a beautiful light in her pupils. He lowered his eyes and grabbed the corner of the quilt again. I didn't think about it, I didn't do anything, I just waited for it to get dark.

The room has been empty for a long time. He stayed alone, wanting to kill time, or himself, but he didn't take any action, just in his mind, trying to kill brain cells one by one with excessive thinking.

The door behind him rang suddenly, Lian Yan was too tired, no matter who it was, he didn't want to look back, the bed was pushed down a bit, the dry soapy smell filled his side, Shen Pingge's hand rested on his side, the voice Very close: "Excuse me?"

Lian Yan looked over dully, and Shen Pingge reached out to touch his cheek: "Didn't I tell you to set an alarm clock, why did you still sleep until this point?"

Lian Yan wrote in the palm of his hand: What did you do?

"I'm working on a problem, um, I've done several sets for the special reasoning, so it took a long time." Shen Pingge lay beside him, Lian Yan turned over, her back was facing the dusk, this beautiful Xiaguang only piled up in Shen Pingge's eyes, being looked at by him, Shen Pingge said, "Next time I will wake you up."

Lian Yan looked into his eyes without moving.Suddenly, Shen Pingge frowned, and said softly: "Why are you crying?"

Shen Pingge wiped it for him, and then he realized that he was crying. He obviously didn't have major mood swings, but it was probably because his tear glands were well developed, and there was too much water accumulation - he always had difficulty controlling himself, especially when facing When Shen Pingge.Lian Yan gestured to him and said: I am too sleepy.

"When you cry, it's as if someone hurt you. Every time I see you crying, I think, take off your clothes, maybe there will be bruises on your body, which makes you hurt, "Shen Pingge seemed to be laughing, and also seemed to be whispering. He pushed his fingers away from his shirt, and his fingers were a little cold. He wanted Lian Yan to avoid it, but he didn't dodge it. Instead, he moved closer and obediently let him He stroked, "Are there any scars here?"

Lian Yan wanted to cry again, she unbuttoned three buttons, or two, and put her palm on the upper part of her left chest, Shen Pingge felt his heartbeat, or felt the scar?He is so smart, he must know.

Shen Pingge peeled off his cocoon, but he is not a butterfly.He's not as pretty as a butterfly, he's just a little fruit fly.

"Although I tell you not to cry, don't cry every time," Shen Pingge sighed, "but every time I really want you to cry."

Lian Yan kissed him, the quilt rustled, like stepping on the fallen leaves in autumn, Lian Yan saw a vision, he liked Shen Pingge's kiss very much, even if it was soft into a ball, Shen Pingge would still hug him , hotly stroking his back, and vaguely heard the sound of light footsteps coming from the door, the footsteps stopped at the door of the bedroom, and went away again.

it's dark.

And the lights came on.

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